The man flipped to the last page of the divorce agreement and said, “Pen.”
Ye Shengge was dazed for a moment before she understood what he meant.
He… was going to sign it.
This was what she had expected, but Ye Shengge realized that she was resisting everything.
However, her hesitation made Ji Shiting very upset. He shot her a cold glance and said, “Didn’t you ask me to sign it?”
Ye Shengge immediately took out a pen and handed it to him.
She moved very quickly, and she didn’t know whether she was afraid that she would regret it or that he would.
The man looked up at her and saw her stubborn and weak expression.
He swallowed hard, took the pen from her and signed his name under her signature.
The man had forgotten about the person and the matter, but he hadn’t forgotten how to write. He had signed Ji Shiting.
Ye Shengge stared blankly, still finding it unreal.
“Tsk, your handwriting is so ugly,” Ji Shiting commented.
Ye Shengge came back to reality and smiled bitterly.
She wanted to say that she didn’t usually write so badly. The reason why the signature on it was ugly was because… she was resistant.
He suddenly thought of something and curled his lips. “What did I like about you? Why did I marry you?”
“I don’t know either. You married me unscrupulously.” She bit her lips and said.
The man chuckled and said, “Unscrupulously.”
“That’s right,” Ye Shengge added. “You’ve always liked me. I had another fiancé back then.”
Ye Shengge didn’t know why she said that. Perhaps it was because he had lost his memory, or perhaps… she couldn’t take it lying down.
The man looked amused.
He closed the agreement and said, “But now, we’re getting a divorce.”
That sentence brought Ye Shengge back to reality. She clenched her fists, but she couldn’t help tearing up.
She had to turn around so that he wouldn’t see how sorry she was.
“I… should go,” she said.
Ji Shiting stared at her and didn’t say anything.
Ye Shengge walked to the door of the ward. Perhaps she had calmed herself down, but she couldn’t help stopping in her tracks. She turned around and said, “You… have to take good care of yourself. Don’t move unless your wound is healed.”
“Ms. Ye,” the man smiled. “Are you worried about me?”
“Yes.” She didn’t hesitate. “Although we’re going to get a divorce, I still want you to be fine as your ex-wife.”
“How about this?” The man smiled. “Call the nurse in.”
Ye Shengge was dazed. “What?”
“The nurse who poured me water just now.” He sounded lazy and nonchalant. “I remember that she’s pretty. Although she’s a bit worse than you, Ms. Ye, it’s better than nothing.”
Ye Shengge’s eyes widened as she looked shocked, aggrieved, and upset.
“Hmm?” The man asked.
“You… You haven’t recovered yet!” Ye Shengge clenched her fist, and her lips were trembling. “What do you mean better than nothing… What are you trying to do?”